Have they broken yet?
In the Dragonsville kingdom, deep within an underground dungeon, three men were strapped on the chair, their bodies battered with burned marks and wounds—they were covered in sweat and blood.
Ian dropped the freshly brewed potion on the table, he was fortunate these assassins were tight-lipped, giving him enough chance to experiment with different potions and taste them.
After two days of relentless torture, these men remained stubborn.
He pulled out a stack of bound papers, filled with notes on improvements and potion effects.
Just as Ian prepared to test the potion, the door opened, and Hunter entered with their father behind him.
''Have they broken yet?'' Damien asked, his cold gaze fixed on the men. He wanted to know who dared send assassins after the twins. They would have been killed if they weren't strong enough—or hiding a secret power.